I’m not a runner.
I never have been.
I didn’t even run cross country in high school. As a result, I’m no pro when it comes to track. I get a little lost when people around me are speaking track lingo, rattling off times, races and great runners’ names. Before meeting Nick, the most exposure I had to track was watching Chariots of Fire at the age of eight.
I say this because I want to be honest about what this blog is meant to be. If you are looking for a complex tactical review of every one of Nick’s races and workouts, a running log consisting of mostly numbers and stats, you’ve come to the wrong place. That is not my intention for this blog.
I may not be a running expert, but I do know that running is about far more than just numbers. For Nick, every single part of his life has an impact on his running.
My hope for this blog is that you might see things a bit differently than the typical running article—that I might be able to paint for you a portrait of a man who is an athlete,
but also a husband, a friend, and a man of faith.
Nine months ago, Nick and I were married. Naturally, from the perspective of a wife, I believe that the man that I married is not just merely a runner. And while undoubtedly, my husband is a world class athlete, as a wife, I can no more separate the athlete from the man, than I can the man from the athlete. When I look at Nick, I see a man who is so much more than simply an athlete.
I may not be a runner. I may not know how many world records Hicham El Guerrouj has, and I may not be able to tell you what a “waterfall” start is. But I know my husband; I know what drives him; and I know why he works hard. That is the person I want you to know as well.
